Ursula the Bamazon vs. Blossom Fields - Big Problems

Blossom's only saving grace was that she still had enough presence of mind to figure out what Ursula was going to do before she threw her. It gave her some time to brace herself, curl up into a ball, and prepare her body for the crash. Not that it kept it from being incredibly painful, she wasn't about to get any miracles. But it did help. A little.

She went flying out of the ring and spun all the way down, twirling around at least three times before she hit the floor with deafening SMACK, right on her side. She cried out as the shock ran through her bones and wailed until her back slammed into the barricade, coming to a merciful stop.

Ursula slowly pushed the ropes down and then stepped over them onto the outside of the apron before dropping down onto the area outside the ring... It didn't seem to matter to her that the match had now spilled out onto the floor area where things were much more dangerous.. although then again, this was a hardcore match. Ursula marched over towards Blossom and reached down, grasping her arm with one hand and hair with the other before hauling her back up to her feet

"And I'll be stopping only when I have conquered your body entirely.." Ursula informed the other girl, indicating that a world of pain might be in for her.. Ursula dragged the other girl closer to the ring before let go of Blossom's hair and yanked firmly on her wrist. The giant turned as she pulled on Blossom sharply, trying to send her in an Irish whip right towards the iron guard railing

Blossom had no idea what Ursula meant by 'conquering her body entirely' and she'd decided she didn't really want to know. In another context, it might have had a sexual overtone to it, but she sincerely doubted that was where she was going with it. Not that she would have minded if it did. It sure as heck would've preferable to the reality of the situation, no question there

All Blossom knew for sure was that she needed an escape route, no matter how desperate it seemed to be, and when Ursula came on over and tried to pick her up for an Irish Whip, she saw her chance. A small one. Teensy. But a chance.

Instead of getting thrown, Blossom reached out with both hands and held tight onto Ursula's wrist. It hurt just to use her other arm like this, and she had to grit her teeth to fight past the pain, but if this worked it would be worthwhile. Moving as fast as she could, Blossom pulled forward and tried to ram her shoulder into the vault door that was Ursula's stomach, hoping to catch her off guard.

Ursula yanked on Blossom's arm, expecting to fling her easily right towards the iron railing to really start ramping up the hurting... But instead the smaller girl clasped onto her by the wrist, pulling herself straight towards the American/Greek to ram her shoulder straight against those stern abs.

"Ugh!!" Ursula huffed out as she was taken by surprise by Blossom's reversal, the Bamazon didn't have enough time to tense up her stomach at all. Ursula doubled over, her large bust briefly pressing down over Blossom's back as she release the girls arm. After a moment or two, she took a couple of steps back clutching her belly

It could have been a burst of adrenaline, it could have been a lucky shot, it could have been due to the fact that Ursula had so thoroughly dominated the match that the idea of putting up any defense at all never entered her mind, it could have been an honest-to-God, miracle. Blossom didn't know, and she didn't care. All that mattered was that she'd managed to stun the not-so-gentle giantess, and that she had better follow up on her move immediately. Ursula was ruthless when she didn't have a single reason to hurt Blossom, she shuddered to think what would have when she was legiitmately pissed. Running away wasn't even an option - she was so hurt that she probably couldn't move all that fast, and she didn't want to risk getting run down. She had to counterattck.

Now.

While Ursula doubled over, Blossom reached out and grabbed her by the hair, getting a good hold with both hands. She pulled her head down, shot her leg up, and tried to smash Ursula's face right into her knee, dead on the nose. Not exactly the sort of move she'd learned from wrestling in high school, but extremely desperate times called for extremely desperate measures.

Ursula was still holding her stomach, more surprised that Blossom would attack back than anything else, although she did feel a little winded from her attack. She felt Blossom grasping at her long whitish blonde locks of hair to pull her head up a bit and then the next thing the Bamazon saw was Blossom's knee rising up fast towards her face.

"ngh!" The big woman grunted out as Blossom's knee and thigh collided right up into her face at the bridge of her nose. Ursula's head snapped up and back, almost stumbling down to one knee after the shot but some how managing to keep her footing as she stumbled backwards a couple of steps... Her right gloved hand now covering her face as she blindly reached out with her left

Blossom could feel her second wind coming in, but she knew she couldn't let herself get caught up in the moment. A little confidence was a good thing, but it was all too easy to let a few moves boost her ego too far. A hard lesson, and one she was constantly learning. As supremely satisfying as it was to give Ursula a taste of what she deserved she had to do this right.

Blosson grabbed hold of Urusula's arm once more and held on for dear life, squeezing hard on the wrist. She planted her feet, hard and solid, jerked back and put as many muscles and as much weight as she could into the twist, then tried to send Ursula towards the barricade and make her crash. She just hoped the audience had the good sense to step back, because there was a good chance the giantess would fall over.

Ursula was still holding her face, growling faintly under her breath from the smaller girl's flurry of desperate counter attacks. She moved her hand away from her nose and looked at it to check there wasn't any blood, but before she could do much of any else her wrist was grabbed firmly and she was yanked straight into an Irish whip that sent her towards the iron guard railings

"Ahhh!" She yelled out as she crashed back first right into the metal fencing. Her own body weight enough to knock the railings back a few inches and scatter a couple of people in the front row. Ursula slung her arms over the top of the railing to hold herself up as her body sagged down

Attack. Attack. Attack.

That was all Blossom had on her mind as Ursula went careening into the barricade with a mighty crash and the crowd roared around them. Don't think, don't hesitate, just take her down.

She grimaced and bit back the pain in her arm as she charged forward with all the speed she could muster, storming along the floor as a furious little green blur. At the last moment she jumped up and took a page from her friend Ave's book, crashing into Ursula's stomach with a knee lift.

Ursula looked up as Blossom started to rush forwards, a burst of energy running through her thick muscle as she clenched her teeth and pushed herself away from the iron guard railings. Ursula thrust herself forwards so that combined with Blossom's hasty approach, the speed at which they would be coming together would be as great as could be.. Rearing back her right arm, Ursula let out a guttural "RAAAAAAGHHHHH!!" as she swung the arm forwards aiming to smack her club-like bicep right into Blossoms upper chest in an extremely heavy clothesline..

Ursula would follow through on her thunderous clothesline, ramming forwards and down all the way to the cold outside floor, dropping down onto her hands and knees as it looked like she wanted to plow completely through the American and indent her body straight into the barely matted concrete floor!